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creaturecatgirl Β· 2 months
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You can go back, but they’re all gone.
I can smell the rotten, wet leaves; feel the biting air seep into my small bones.
Excitement budding in my chest as i see the halloween decorations on the houses lining the street.
I can taste the candy; drowsiness clouding my thoughts and eyes.
Falling asleep on the couch, but waking up in bed.
I can feel the fabric of my grandmothers old couch.
Cold fall air breezing through the open screen door.
The weight of the thick quilt cocooning me, along with the warmth from the food cooking on the stove; a rerun on TV lulling me into sleep.
I yearn for these feelings that will never return. senses dulled by the weight of the world.
I yearn for this hole in my soul to heal.
I yearn to go back, but when i do i am alone.
You can return, but no one will be there.
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creaturecatgirl Β· 2 months
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libertas perfundet omnia luce
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creaturecatgirl Β· 5 months
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"You are in fact, a drug addict. Isn't that right, Mandy? Do you think that is why he picked you? Are you grateful, Mandy?" | "He. . . . . helped me." SAW Character Appreciation - Amanda Young
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creaturecatgirl Β· 8 months
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We are all dying
Can you feel the suffocation?
Can you feel the cords tightening?
the elite eyes of leaders glazed over with cloudy dollar signs
money hungry, they tear at the bloody throat of mother earth.
Raping, digging, prying, contaminating.
She cries out, begging for this torture to end
resources depleting; mother is dying.
The greatest betrayal, from her own selfish children.
we will all be punished
we are all dying
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creaturecatgirl Β· 9 months
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Obituary Song
Do you know me?
Do you remember me?
When you talk about me, your words sing an obituary.
You speak of a stranger; someone dead
Do you even listen?
Do you even give me the time?
When you tell me you love me,
I know others are above me.
Do you mourn alongside me?
Do you mourn the old me?
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creaturecatgirl Β· 9 months
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creaturecatgirl Β· 10 months
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My Body, The Temple
As a child I always heard, β€œyou’re body is a temple that God gifted to you”I never thought too much into it; innocence clouding my brain.
As a child, my body was just a vehicle. I would go where my feet took me, ate what my hands reached for, and hold what my heart cherished.
As an adolescent, the virgin fog that clouded my brain was evaporated by my peers and society.
As an adolescent, my body felt like a punishment. A vessel I would starve and abuse.
As an adolescent, my brain chemistry altered; craving the hollow feeling along with the stinging from a blade.
As an adult, I’m still reeling.
As an adult, how can I love my temple?
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creaturecatgirl Β· 11 months
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For u
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creaturecatgirl Β· 11 months
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THINGS LEFT UNSAID
there's so many things hidden;buried under the surface.
I bet she didn't tell you all the things she said; all the illness she wished you.
I bet she didn't tell you all the hate she had.
there's so many things left unsaid;unseen to the untrained eye
I bet she didn't come clean about her past; deceit flowing through her veins.
I bet she didn't come clean about her present; toxins dripping from her tongue.
There's so many things lurking in the dark; engulfing you
Congratulations, you have become the next victim.
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creaturecatgirl Β· 11 months
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I wish you could read my mind
I wish you could take a look into my brain and feel my pain; hear the lies it tells me.
I wish you could hear the shrieking voice.
You would see that it tells me you don’t love me, and you despise me.
You’re disgusted by me
You think I’m just a nuisance. A little bug pestering, and in your face.
I wish that when I told you a smidge of the lies my brain screams at me, you would open your arms and your heart to me.
I wish my little brain lies didn’t spill out from my eyes.
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creaturecatgirl Β· 11 months
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🧿 to keep you safe from people who want to do you harm.<3 🧿
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creaturecatgirl Β· 11 months
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undeserving
I do not wish ill on others, but for you, I wish the plague.
You spread sickness where you walk. Disguised as sweetness and innocence. You have the majority fooled, but I've moved the veil. I see you for what you really are; a snake. No matter how many times you rip and peel the skin off, you will always be a snake. Deceiving, vindictive, and ugly.
I believe you have fooled your victims along with yourself with your own victim complex and deceit. I truly believe you think you don't deserve any of the backlash from your wrong doing. It confuses you when there are repercussions. You wrapped yourself in lies so thick that you believe that nothing can touch you.
You deserve absolutely nothing, but somehow are given everything. You claim your life is in shambles, but my dear you are the one that shredded the pieces.
Still, as things are handed to you on a silver platter, you complain. You will never be satisfied. You grasp for attention, good and bad. Hungry for it, you will trample anyone in your way. You've become a master of disguise and projection. Ruining reputations of others along with your own. Using others without them even knowing, then discarding them along with your morals.
I would wish you well, however contrary to your beliefs you don't even deserve that.
I cannot wait until the day comes when someone else removes your thin little veil, that hides away all of your sins.
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creaturecatgirl Β· 11 months
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metamorphosis
I'm growing, shedding my skin, ripping through the box I had been shoved into.
It seems as if others are as uncomfortable with my change as I am.
They alienate me; whisper and laugh at the pain i've been caused.
It seems as if the whole world is in on an inside joke about me and I have no idea.
Everything feels cold, when before my days were spent in the warmth and glow of others;Trusting, loving blindly.
I'm in the dark. Once a beautiful butterfly, basking in the light of my peers. Now a bloody moth. Caution, hardened distrust, tangle within. Eager to love, but terrified to be snuffed out. Β I will continue my change. Sliding off the skin they touched.
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creaturecatgirl Β· 1 year
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When will my job as a scapegoat end?
As my job I take the pain and punishment for others. In return my blood is spilt. Intestines tangled and heart stomped out along with the light in my eyes and soul.
Im given the blame in all aspects. I am the evil, the snake, the sickness.
My breath is stolen;words shoved into my mouth. Binding me. Suffocating me.
As my job, I give others all of me. My body, soul, and mind.
In return I get shit. Reputation soiled, bullied, alienated. All by the people that stole pieces from me I will never get back.
So I sit here, a little scapegoat. Begging God to show me where it all ends. When I will finally be released from this job that eats at my soul.
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creaturecatgirl Β· 1 year
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never read the lyrics until now
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